Page 21 of Betrayal and Ruin


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I pull away from her suddenly and completely, sitting back on my heels and looking down at the woman whose pulse is beating in time with my heart.

I push my boxer briefs down, my cock angry as fuck when he springs free. Her eyes, wet with unshed tears because of how frustrated her body is, take me in and she sighs like I’m about to give her what she needs.

I will, but there is a price. There is always a price.

All of her. I won’t take anything less.

“You will tell me your secrets, Roisin,” I bark the words, but she fights against them, defiance filling her green orbs. “Maybe not right now, but you will. All of you. There is no halfway with me. You’re mine.”

I yank her hips up, her legs spilling over my thighs. The scream that comes out of her as I fill her with my cock is on the edge of painfilled, but the lust in her eyes tells me everything I need to know.

I fuck her hard and fast, both of us chasing, to find, to seek, to need, to fucking love. I pound harder and harder, needing her to feel me to her marrow and know she won’t be getting rid of me anytime soon. No matter her truths.

No matter when she opens up to me and shares.

I’ll be waiting. I’ll be here.

I’ll be loving her.

But it will happen.

“Declan,” my name crawls up her throat, broken and bleeding.

The walls of her pussy squeeze me so tightly as she comes that I can barely move. And why would I want to?

I’m where I’m meant to be—buried inside of my woman and showing her that her trust will be rewarded, just like her lies.

The feral snarl I let out as the first rope of my cum bathes her walls echoes around the room. Bouncing. Returning. Giving. Taking.

When I collapse over her, she melts into the mattress underneath us, accepting my weight and all of me. I reach up blindly, pulling and tugging at the fabric wrapped around her wrists. Her movements are slow and steady as she wraps herself around me until she’s clinging to me like she never wants to let me go.

She won’t have to.

I’ll prove it to her.

I’ve never been a patient man, but with her I know it’ll be worth it.

CHAPTER 9

ROISIN

I’ve never been more of a coward than I am right now. Two mornings ago, I slipped out of Declan’s bed, knowing I wouldn’t be able to hold strong against his questioning blue gaze. I almost spilled my secrets at his feet when he fucked me.

No, it was more than fucking. He claimed me.

I’m pretty sure every cell in my body has been realigned to recognize Declan McCarthy owns every inch of me.

I would have been putty in his hands if I hadn’t escaped.

Running seemed like the better idea. Except now there’s an ache deep in my chest I can’t explain. It’s growing every minute I’m away from him.

I know why it’s there. I ran and I haven’t responded to any of his text messages. I haven’t answered any of his calls.

I was off from work yesterday which made it easy to avoid him if he decided to go to The Irish Rose to seek me out. Avoidance isn’t going to give me freedom for long, but it’s given me just enough time to breathe a little.

Even though it’s labored.

Even though every breath rattles in my chest, crackling my lungs with a need I should ignore.

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